Holy Cow...today was a crazy day. I had the day all planned in my head. Wake up, coffee, breakfast, clothes on me and kids, get in car, play at park all morning with fun friends, come home, have lunch, and take naps. I would blog and catch up on a load or two of laundry while kids were napping and eat some candy corns...gosh I gotta stop that!
Needless to say the day was much different than I had planned in my head.
So if my grammar is jacked up...who cares I am half crazy right now!
We woke up to rain, which is nice, but not when you want to tire out the kids at the park. Minor set back. Play date cancelled by me because I don't want a million kids running around in my house all cooped up. I have noses of my own kids to wipe, and don't want to be closed up in a house (mine or anyone elses) with more that two boogery kids...I know I know, I am rude!!
But can you say FLU? I'm paranoid.
The kids (my two) start playing in the living room and things get crazy, and before noon Hayden and Layla both have battle scars. Layla pulled a blanket out from under Hayden while he was standing on it and I though he had been shot! He shrieked louder than a girl. Layla was standing on something and fell and it hurt a mysterious rash on her arm. Her words? She had a rash I didn't know about, and he hit it with something while she was falling. Probably the drum stick that he was hitting Callaway with.
Hayden woke up from his nap and we had lunch. Lunch gave him the energy to tear my house apart. Arghhhh. I save receipts, and he tore them out of the box and had them spread all over the house. I moved him out of the office and shut the door. WRONG...he was not happy about that, so he threw himself backwards and flung his body onto the tile floor. I have seen some temper fits, but WOW...none like that! I was so worried about him for an hour or so. BUT he was just fine. He found the toilet paper and made another mess.
I'm a professional cleaner-uper!
I'm tired just thinking about all that happened in this house today.
I am off to watch Grey's and Private Practice! I can't wait to kick back and relax. But first I must share one last thing. Right before bed Hayden caught a fly and ate it. I had to stick my finger into his mouth and pull it out. That is NASTY!!! I can't believe he caught a fly, and then tried to EAT it. Arghhhh! I think I may have hurt him; I was brushing his teeth so hard.
I think that takes the cake on crazy random things that can happen in a day. Gosh, I didn't even post about ALL the craziness...heehee! You just can't make this stuff up!